Give me time, you said
Why did i listen?
Why didn’t i listen?
I wonder which i’ll be asking myself in a few months

You looked at me
your eyes, womanly with resolve
your body, not resisting the emotions
you had accepted
the art of living without holding on to the living
you had accepted its ultimate fate
no point lingering on what had already been decided
the look in your eye grieving silently
as you said goodbye

I hugged you so tightly
yet so delicately
the feeling filled my air
as your body came close to mine
I held on to you from the tip of my fingers
My heart’s fifth chamber
i wasn't ready to let you go

Give me time, you said
Why did i listen?
Why didn’t i listen?
I wonder which i’ll be asking myself in a few months